Take Two, Day Eight, Back On Track?

Derailed, defeated, demoralized, d, d, d...I think there is a Dr. Seuss style verse in there somewhere, but I don't think I care to look for it. Now to organize thoughts and move forward.

Clothes, check. Books, che...I haven't finished the word check because I haven't moved the culled books out of the house yet. Mama came yesterday and just like the book said, if you let people sort through your discard pile, they will find things to keep. Yes, she did and I didn't stop her, the Tarzan books, the Wizard of Oz and the Chronicles of Narnia all went home with her. I am partly relieved not to have to say good bye to old friends, but part of me was looking forward to being strong and creating change in my life. So it's a stalemate.

Since the book effort, which was Monday, I haven't done much towards that tidying goal. I read more of the book, the end seems to be more philosophical approaches to life than an instruction manual, one of the bits of advice she gives seems pretty spot on. She says that it's good practice to greet your house when you return to it, to be mindful of what it promised for you, to say hello and thank it for a job well done. Now I personally do not believe that objects are alive per se, but I do believe that by treating some things as is they were alive it changes your attitude and energy towards, what? Well the object, your relationship with the object, your attitude towards your environment, possibly your perspective on yourself in your life, the Universe? Perhaps, perhaps that and more or less but it seems to be a logical sequence of thoughts to say that if you come home and are thankful and appreciative, you enter your home in a different state of being than if you come home and are bitter and dissatisfied. Your evening is probably going to be different, you may sleep differently, the energy around you will be different, it could be the difference between grinding your teeth in your sleep and being relaxed while you sleep. Sadly I haven't remembered to greet the house once since I have added that intent to my long list of intentions. I have gotten as far as reminding myself as I drive up Thornhll but that's the closest I have come. Maybe today I will remember.

I haven't tackled the papers yet, as I mentioned, I believe it's because I don't view them as all mine, but perhaps they are in a funny way. I have had the care and keeping of all of our paperwork in my hands for some time now. Perhaps I can make that call to "keep or chuck" (as I like to ask my children when I am helping them to clean out their spaces) by myself and keep pushing forward. I will try on Friday or Monday, as Thursday seems to be squashed full of busy-ness and the weekend is always a wash. Though TR and I agreed to spend this weekend n the cottage working to get it to a rentable state, which I know won't happen in one weekend, but it will never happen if we don't start it at all! Okay, I'm at the end, this is where I say goodnight!

Pizza box artwork by Primo (it's a rainbow)